हेल्प

It seeps through my brain
and covers me with darkness
for hours - sometimes days

The pain has become
a familiar foe -
I wonder if I ever existed

Or has it always been
this phantom stealing
my thoughts and erasing me?

Memories come and go
like sunrises - only
lasting for a moment

I know I'm in there
somewhere, beneath
this cloud of murkiness

Migraine Migraine
What have you done
to my former self?

I guess I should
go back to sleep
and maybe I will find me